Code Geass: Infinite

Prelude to A Hundred

The countdown begins...

(Pleas play some dark epic music to go along with this. It will help set the mood)

I walk through these halls. These empty hallways of. The mask against my face only allows partially view. The steel grills in front of my eyes let's me see the guards running towards me, weapons in hands. They try to open fire but i open the visor with the password.

Alone.

For that is what I have always been. No one ever caring when I was lying in the scrap, the dirt, the mud of my home. If you could call it that. Alone is what I have always been and, in their final moments,...

Alone they shall be.

Both the soldiers fall to the ground, crying and screaming. One shouts out,

"Maria! I didn't mean to leave you!"

The other says,

"Please forgive me, Jet! I didn't mean to leave you behind!"

I walk passed their kneeling crying bodies and towards my objective. A few seconds later, after more screaming and weeping, I hear the sound of 2 guns being fired. They are dead.

But I have seen death so much that it shouldn't matter. Why should I look back at their broken corpse, blood bleeding out from where the bullet ended their miserable, regret filled lives.

I walk passed more guards. More ones who I hear the names of the people they wronged, more pleas for forgiveness. More gunshots. More death.

I enter a large room, managing to use the hacking system on my mask to hack the door. It's dark but the only light comes from a glass case. It shines bright blue, with a black piece of hair inside it. I pick up the case and put it in my backpack. The same backpack which seconds later rings with the sound of "The End" by My Chemical Romance. I get the phone out and answer it. It's the captain. He says he has a job for me and needs me back at headquarters in a few days if the plan does not go...ha, to plan. I walk out, after returning the cell phone and leave. On my way out a guard try's to stop me. She's only 20. But why should that stop me. For all I know she could have been one of them. I poem my visor and stare directly into her eyes. She falls to her knees. I watch as she begs her parents for forgiveness, for what, I don't know. And I don't care.

I watch as she loads the gun and pt's it to her head. I watch how she cocks it, turns off the safety...

And pulls the trigger.

I hear the sound of the bell as the New Year is welcomed here. A new year. A year where the world will weep in sorrow. A year where the world will be left just a little colder. The year...

Of A Hundred.